The Arthur C. Cope Award is a prize awarded for achievement in the field of organic chemistry research. It is generally considered one of the highest honors in the field. It is sponsored by the Arthur C. Cope Fund, and has been awarded since 1973 by the American Chemical Society.
Recipients include:
- 1973 Roald Hoffmann and Robert B. Woodward
- 1974 Donald J. Cram
- 1976 Elias J. Corey
- 1978 Orville L. Chapman
- 1980 Gilbert J. Stork
- 1982 Frank H. Westheimer
- 1984 Albert J. Eschenmoser
- 1986 Duilio Arigoni
- 1987 Ronald Breslow
- 1988 Kenneth B. Wiberg
- 1989 William S. Johnson
- 1990 Koji Nakanishi
- 1991 Gerhard L. Closs
- 1992 K. Barry Sharpless
- 1993 Peter B. Dervan
- 1994 John D. Roberts
- 1995 George M. Whitesides
- 1996 Robert G. Bergman
- 1997 Ryōji Noyori
- 1998 Samuel J. Danishefsky
- 1999 Ralph F. Hirschmann
- 2000 David A. Evans
- 2001 George A. Olah
- 2002 Robert H. Grubbs
- 2003 Larry E. Overman
- 2004 Barry M. Trost
- 2005 K.C. Nicolaou
- 2006 Peter G. Schultz
- 2007 Jean Fréchet
- 2008 J. Fraser Stoddart
- 2009 Manfred T. Reetz
- 2009 Victor J. Hruby
- 2010 Kendall N. Houk
- 2011 Nicholas Turro
- 2012 Chi-Huey Wong
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